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Tytuł: Strange Notes

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Billy Druids face is marble
  He keeps veery thought in its place
  He lets the days turn tomorrow
  Someone's always walking
  on his grave
  
  He wears the lines just like Garbo
  And talks at a saturmine pace
  Listening to the strange notes marvel
  Only giving what it takes
  
  It's a sad man's world
  And for Billy it's sure to crown
  Dragging beauty into darkness
  Inflciting a pale white frown
  
  And the matter the runs
  Through Billy's head
  Is too concerned to fall